#pathofthedemon

[inkrotten]

Oreo Aesthetic for Milk’s Favorite Cookie, @pathofthedemon

Made specifically for PathoftheDemon by Inkrotten made with a lot of Oreos.

                                                                                Send “💍” and I’ll make an aesthetic board of your muse!

[strikerbite-blog]

Don't ask how, but Bendy managed to get a hold of four new gloves and four matching boots for Striker. Why ? Because its Christmas and winter is rough on spiders. The note attached says ' Merry Christmas ! From Bendy '

     |Within moments, the Striker had the new pieces of clothing slipped on and he sighed once. Yeah, this was much better than the ones he had before, especially with the boots. Even if he couldn’t see the snow, cols still always managed to get in through the vents that he liked to occasionally use as an escape route, and these would definitely help his his body with the cold metal they had.

     |But what made him happiest was the fact that Bendy of all people got this for him. Bendy. The lil guy he always loved to pester.

“Well gosh... I... This is real, real sweet.”

[inknorant-a]

@pathofthedemon ( Riri ) | sc | | DaGames - Medley ( The Path of Genocide Portion ) |

[ Fear not dear child you will not be alone. Your heart will be stronger than stone. ]

[sapphiircflame-a]

tainted halls. closed rp w/ pathofthedemon.

@pathofthedemon liked for a starter.

★  - How she managed to find herself here? that was a complete mystery to her. Her footsteps echoed through the black stained corridors; catching glimpses of figures and incoherent messages on the walls.. this place didn’t feel very normal to her by any means, But perhaps that was because she couldn’t see very far. Anything could be hiding in the dark, While her own eyes gave off a glow that would surely show her location to attackers.

The creaking and groaning of pipes served to add more noise that Rock needed to cut out to hear better; occasional splashes as she stepped through the odd ink puddle. It wasn’t the knowledge that there were unseen dangers in this place that unnerved her- she could handle herself in combat easily. No.. it was just the sheer prospect of the unknown with this place. The feeling of such strong hatred bleeding through the walls working masterfully with the design and appearance of the building were the things that got her. But still, She forged onwards... coming to a staircase eventually.

As she stood at the top of the steps looking down, She glanced over her shoulder to make sure that nobody was behind her. The feeling of this place was getting to her... she was getting paranoid.  - ★

[agentdwellton]

Dear old guy, eat poop

❝ There are WAYS in which I would… But she won’t let me. ❞

[flowtheink]

SORRY BLAIR, HE'S EMPTYING OUT THE HAMMER SPACES OF VEGETABLES AND THROWING IT ALL IN SAMMY'S TRASH CAN. NO MORE VEGETABLES FOR BLAIR. SHE CAN'T DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH LIKE FROSTY DID. At least he left the fruit alone.

COOKIE W H AT ARE YOU DOING??? WHY T HIS??? COOKIE COME ON SHE NEEDS THEM PLEASE SHE CAN’T LIVE ON NOTHING BUT FRUITS EVEN IF THEY ARE GOOD.

LOOK COOKIE YOU’VE DONE BLAIR A SAD ARE YOU PROUD??? THIS IS THE FACE OF A COLD AND VEGETABLELESS HALLELUJAH.

the grinch who stole christmas, whomst? 

[zombiegames]

@pathofthedemon

                              ❛ WHOA little dude, i must be HIGHER THEN I’VE                                           EVER BEEN ! because right now -- you look like                                           a little demon ink person with...i wanna say horns?                                           I mean, i’m sure i’ve heard myself say weirder things                                             so i can’t be sure.❜ FAINT SMELL of Weed on his clothes                               fill the air around him -- yeah he’s high.

[drewgod]

@pathofthedemon​

[ Oreo voice ] put that eyebrow down.

Further raising of said brow. What was that. Joey couldn’t hear from all the way up here.